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Request: hi darling! i have a request. sam winchester x petite female readershe’s always kinda trailing behind him, latching onto him when she’s scared, asking him questions. one day he gets really frustrated and raises his voice at her, she gets very frightened and flinches, he stomps away and eventually goes to apologize. it ends up with her saying “i’ve always felt same around you but you really scared me sam” and ends in fluff By: @sizekinkshawty I hope you enjoy(:

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Petite fem!reader

Summary: Y/N has always felt safe around the younger Winchester. That is, until he snaps at her for asking a question he didn’t like all too well. This leads to admitting some unsaid feelings towards each other.

Warning(s): Angst, language, Sam being a scary giant teddy bear for like- five seconds, a little bit of fluff

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The Winchester brothers saved you a couple of years ago, right around the time all of the Leviathan’s were walking around the earth after getting loose from purgatory. They figured you weren’t going to be safe on your own, and due to the fact that you had no family, they took you under their wing and let you ride along with them. But they never once allowed you to join them on the cases they worked. You were always left in the motel room they’d check into for a couple of nights, making sure that everything was safe from all of the supernatural entities that could possibly want you dead; the brothers salted the windows and the base of the motel door, and they set not just one, but multiple demon traps, blocking any kind of evil spirit or demon from entering. 

They even set up traps for Leviathans, and gave you a gun full of silver bullets for any shapeshifter that walked right in. Sam and Dean knew that it was probably a little too much, what they were doing to go out of their way to protect you. But they couldn’t take any risks. At least then they’d know that you were safe. Of course, all of that changed when you all found out about the bunker. In fact, they eased up on it, because they knew now you being here alone was going to be safe. Well, at least one of them knew.

Over the last couple of years, you’ve found yourself growing attached to the younger Winchester. Because even though his older brother stopped going all out on making sure you were protected, he never did. He just wasn’t as much of a pest as he used to be about it. Every now and then, he’d ask if you were doing okay, reassuring you that he was just in the next room over if you needed anything- you always found comfort in knowing that he chose the room right next to yours just for the sole purpose of you knowing you could rush right over whenever you got scared. He even made sure to call and check up on you whenever he and his brother were on a case that had them out of the bunker for a few days.

Because of this, you took it upon yourself to cling onto him every time something terrified you. He didn’t mind it, of course. He never minded being the one to protect you. You were so small and fragile, it always had him afraid that something, or someone could easily snap you like a twig. What really started getting to him, though, was when you began following him around like a lost puppy while he did research, asking questions about what weapons killed what monster. You also wondered what kind of creatures they’ve defeated in the past before you came into their lives. 

Sam, being the nicest one out of both him and his brother, didn't say anything, but answered all of the questions you had to ease your mind. But when he finally found himself coming undone, it happened to be the day when you asked about joining them along for a case, just to see how it'd go. He wasn't able to stop the laugh that escaped past his lips, before he answered with a flat out, no. 

"Why not?" You questioned him. "I know everything I need to, and I'd be safe-"

The sound of a hardcover book roughly slamming against the top of the library table cut you off, making you flinch; Sam had thrown the book he was planning on reading for research down out of pure frustration. He never meant to, hell, he didn't even realize what he was doing until it was too late. "Dammit, Y/N, I said no!" He screamed at you. You felt like a little puppy cowering back in fear, with its tail in between its legs and a whimper coming from them. "No means no, why can't you get that through your fucking head?! You've been asking me so many questions these past few days, it's actually driving me insane. Now I've got a question for you- can you leave me the hell alone?!"

He didn’t realize how much damage yelling at you was going to do until he had actually done it. At first, it took him a minute to process what he had actually done, but then he saw your face and the way your expression had fallen into a terrified one, your eyes glossing over with tears. With a guilty conscience, the younger Winchester opened up his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say to make it all better. And to make matters worse, the deep voice of his older brother coming from behind had him freezing up in place.

"Y/N, why don't you go to your room?" It came out as a question, but you knew that Dean was giving you an order. You could see the disappointment etching his facial features. But he wasn't upset with you, he was upset with his little brother. You bit down onto your bottom lip, before doing what he asked and walking away, leaving him alone to talk to Sam. "What the hell, man? You know better than to yell at her."

“I know, I know I do.” Sam said, letting out a sigh as he pulled out a chair from the table and took a seat. He propped his elbow up on the top and ran a hand down his face. “It’s just- she’s been asking so many questions these last couple of weeks and I-”

“And what?” Dean cut his little brother off, “You thought that was a good enough reason for you to yell at her the way you did? We want her to know that she’s safe, Sam. But that can’t happen if you’re throwing books around and being a complete asshole.”

“You obviously didn’t hear what she had to ask today.” The younger Winchester mumbled, Dean raised a brow in curiosity, wondering what it was that sent the man off the edge. “She asked about hunting, if she could come on a hunt with us. I told her no, but she just wouldn’t take it for an answer and I-” His words cut off when he found himself getting choked up, his eyes stinging with tears that he had to blink back just so they wouldn’t escape. “I just snapped.”

The older Winchester examined his brother’s facial expressions carefully, and it didn’t take long for him to realize why he was getting so emotional. Sam was always afraid of people getting hurt around him, but he’s never once shed a tear unless it was for another reason altogether. “You like her, don’t you?” Sam didn’t say a single word. But he didn’t have to. All he needed to do was drag his gaze elsewhere for the older man to know. “Now I get it.”

“What do I do?” Sam asked his brother.

“You already know what to do, you’ve got to apologize.” Dean pointed out. He began making his way out of the library, but before he did, he stopped in his tracks, turning to face his little brother. “And if it makes you feel any better, as crappy as I am when it comes to romance, I know that she likes you too.”

Sam watched as the older man walked away this time, leaving him in a rather confused state of mind after hearing what he had to say. There was no way you liked him, how could a girl like you like a guy like him? Whether or not that was the truth, though. He knew that his brother was right about one thing- he had to apologize to you.

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The younger Winchester was standing out in the hall in front of your bedroom door, hesitant on just reaching out a hand and knocking on it. He's been there for ten minutes, and the guilt that was sitting in the pit of his stomach was just getting worse when he could hear you crying. And it was at this moment that he was going to be beating himself up over what he had done to you for months. 

Letting out a quiet sigh, he finally knocked on your door. But his lips fell into a frown when he heard you speak, "If you're Sam, don't come in." You said, your voice coming out broken.

He raised his hands in a surrendering motion, as if you were standing right in front of him. "Okay, then I won't come in." He said. "I'll just stay out here." With that being said, he sat himself down on the floor and leaned his backside up against your door. "Y/N, I'm sorry.. I never should've yelled at you like that. I didn't want to, either."

"Then why did you?" You asked, speaking loud enough for him to hear.

"It's just- you've been asking so many questions. And I know, that's not a justifiable reason, but then you asked about going on a hunt with Dean and I.." Sam let out a soft sigh. "Not only was I frustrated when you didn't listen after I said no, but I was also panicked.”

For a moment, he thought that he could hear the shuffling of feet across the floor on the other side of your bedroom door, but then it all fell silent. Either you had moved closer to listen to what he had to say with much more interest, or he was going crazy. But he eventually got his answer when you spoke up again, wondering why he was so panicked. You sounded much closer than you did before. "Everyone I've ever loved or cared for in a certain way has ended up dead. I didn't want you to end up just like them." He explained to you. "I like you, Y/N/N. And as of lately, knowing that you’re safe is the only thing that keeps me sane."

A few moments of silence lingered in the air, and just when the younger Winchester thought he had ruined his friendship with you for good, he found himself nearly falling backwards when you opened up the door without warning. After managing to catch himself, though, he got himself up to his feet and just stood in front of you, his gaze locked onto yours as you looked right back at him. “You really scared me today, and normally I always feel safe around you.” You said. You watched as his face fell into a saddened expression, he nodded and glanced down at the ground, avoiding your gaze until he heard what you said next. “I still do. And honestly, I think it’s because of how much I like you, too.”

Sam’s lips stretched into the widest smile you’ve ever seen on him. And before you knew it, he was stepping forward, and bringing you into a tight embrace. He’s hugged you many times before, but it’s never been anything like this. This time, he was breathing in your scent as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck as your arms wrapped around his own. You never knew that just a pair of arms could make you feel so protected and loved, you never knew that just a pair of arms could feel like home. 

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